A little gold Christmas tree grew under the spiritual tree, his star on the top of his head wobbled, and he frequently conversed with the spiritual tree. He rested under the boughs of the spiritual tree, and together, they sheltered in the sacred grove.
This is one of my little angels. I like to preface this by saying my little creatures seem to come alive once i make them. Hence i try my best to take care of them and prevent them from getting damaged. She has been sitting in my little box of treasures. She is one half of a pair. She has a motherly gaze and she is holding on to her quartz crystal for dear life.
I have worn her out to dinner before but as these little sculptures are made with polymer clay they are delicate. They are breakable if you sling your bag on top of them or drop them. Hence you do have to be careful. However they really are one of kind which makes them special.
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